The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1887-07-01

from the jug and said: Boys, who
shall we drink top ''Cassabianca,
said L. "Good-goodr' they shouted.
'Lets drink to Cabasianka. I've spoke
it thousand times" He mounted on
a broken sofa and acclaimed:
THE boy stood burning on the deck
Whence all had fed but him."
"That's me-" said one. "It's me
exactly" said another. 81 am Caba-
sianker myself-dog my cat if 1 don't
be the last one. to leave this ship" An
other shell sized and bursted few
yards off. ''Boys, lets take one more
drink and leave the dogoned town
dadburn the Yankees" Here's to
here's to. ''The last of the Mohicans,"
said l. THAT'S it, said he, here's to
the-mast of the Lohicans.
BY and by the shells fell thick and
fast and caused a more speedy locomo-
ton in the excited throng that hurried
by the door, but my friends inside had
passed the Rubicon and one by one re-
tired to dream of Bozzaris and his
Suliote band. Vacant rooms and long
corridors echoed with their SHORES and
they appeared like sleeping heroes in
the halls of the Montezumas.
Panics are catching there is no mis-
take about it. 1t is not one man in q
thousand who can resist them and re-
tain his philosophy and be calm and
serene. Napoleon said that all men
were towards by night. Some are
towards by day, both in mind and
body. And some who are towards in
body are sustained in mind and will
power and dare to be brave. General
Dick Taylor, who never faltered, says
of himself that he never went into bat
tie but what his cowardly frame trem-
bled and quaked from head to foot.
just before battle he would look at
his shaking knees with contempt and
say: "You cowardly scamps, what are
you shaking now for, why don't you
wait until you are in danger?' He
says that, if he had given them the
slightest encouragement, his legs
would have run away with his body
every time.
But panics are worse than battle;
more demoralizing. 1 have seen the
shaking Quakers going through their
pious motions and peculiar attitudes.
[ have curiously watched and waited
for the first shake of the spiritual leg.
Then another and another would catch
the delicious tremblings until the en-
tire assembly were shutting their ex-
tremities in hysteric beauty. just so
the leg panics seemed to inspire the
good people of Atlanta. The first
good shake that occurred on Peach Tree
was foul contagion that soon spread
its awful trembles from the barracks
to the Fair grounds, sweeping in its all
gathering course the excited popula-
ton who peopled its busy streets. All
day and all night long the iron horses
were snorting to the echoing breeze.
Train after train of goods and chattels
moved down the roads, there was no
method in their madness. All kinds
of plumber were tumbled in promiscu-
ously. A huge parlor mirror was set
up at the end of car and reflected an
assortment of pots and kettles and bar
rels and baskets and bacon and bed
steads, all piled up together. Govern
ment officials all have friends, and of
course they had the preference. Any
clever man, with charming wife or
pretty sister, could secure corner in
more cars than one, and will men
ton that l have found good deal of
civility on this account myself. In
deed, 1 have always thought that no
man is excusable, who has not got
either the one or the other
BILL ARP.